Songs of the soldiers, arranged and ed. by F. Moore, Volume 63Frank Moore 1864 |
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Common terms and phrases
Anderson Zouaves Army ballaugh Baltimore battle battle-cry of Freedom BATTLE-HYMN beneath bless blood blue BOARD THE CUMBERLAND BONNIE BLUE FLAG boys will fight BRAVE BOYS Chorus country's dear death Dixie E pluribus unum Erin go bragh fame fathers float FREEDOM'S LAND freemen gallant gleaming glorious glory hallelujah hand Hark hearts Heaven heroes Hoosier Boys Hurrah huzza JOHN BROWN SONG Liberty little Rhody Lord Lovell loyal mountain nation native land ne'er never Northmen are coming o'er old flag Onward patriot prairies rat-tat-too Rebel REGIMENT Right sacred Secession Shoulder arms Shouting the battle-cry sing Skedaddle soldiers sons soul is marching South Carolina gentleman Star-Spangled Banner starry banner starry flag Stars and Stripes Stripes and Stars sword T. B. ALDRICH thee Thou Three cheers thunder traitors treason true Union flag Union forever victory WAR-SONG wave Yankee boys
Popular passages
Page 282 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love! I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills Like that above!
Page 21 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone. And from his lips escaped a groan Excelsior! Try not the Pass!
Page 250 - Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land! Chorus Den I wish I was in Dixie, hooray, hooray! In Dixie Land I'll take my stand, To lib and die in Dixie; Away, away, away down south in Dixie; Away, away, away down south in Dixie.
Page 185 - Wake in our breasts the living fires, The holy faith that warmed our sires : Thy hand hath made our nation free ; To die for her is serving thee.
Page 191 - An' de yar ob jubilo. De oberseer he makes us trubble, An' he dribe us roun' a spell, We lock him up in de smoke-house cellar, Wid de key flung in de well. De whip am lost, de han'-cuff broke, But de massy hab his pay; He big an' ole enough for to know better Dan to went an
Page 101 - As hail bounds from a cottage-thatch, and round her leaped and danced ! Or when against her dusky hull we struck a fair, full blow, The mighty, solid iron globes were crumbled up like snow, On, on, with fast increasing speed, the silent monster came, Though all our starboard battery was one long line of flame. She heeded not ; no...
Page 168 - He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sword, His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on!
Page 220 - I'll divide wid him, An' divil a word I'll say. In battle's wild commotion, I shouldn't at all object If Sambo's body should stop a ball That was comin...
Page 103 - Where glory strove with death. With decks afloat, and powder gone, The last broadside we gave From the guns' heated iron lips Burst out beneath the wave.
Page 50 - ... say, When the dreadful fight is over, And the smoke has cleared away. As the Rebel corps was scattering He urged them to pursue, So furiously he beat and beat The...